Lost Creek Hollow all my life, i've been afraid of things

gannet swiftly caught the rabbit, and its limp body fell to the earth. while merrick, flush with the adrenaline of the hunt, wanted nothing more than to rip at its still-warm body, he held back. sides heaving with the exertion of the quick kill, the boy gave a single shake of his muzzle. "you caught it. you first."
it was a gambit designed to respect gannet's skills as well as recognize merrick's place as pupil. while he cared nothing for any creature except for nunataq, he knew he had much to learn, and tonight he had been taught a lesson from which he would glean knowledge.